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i'm aware i asked this a few months ago, but now i actually have materials to get started, so i'm asking again:

does anyone know how to sew? hand stitching, specifically. i now have really nice cotton (thank you, delight!!!) that we can make clothes with

right now, we have a bolt of white cotton fabric. if you want a different color, tell delight a happy memory, and she'll give us more fabric. but don't, like, dogpile her or anything. be nice, for fuck's sake

[Emily, who are you to talk about being nice...................]

if you're interested in sewing, meet me here: [and she attaches an image of a map with one of the shops circled]

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omg amazing

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[This kid... this kid was in Emily's dream. This kid encouraged her to kill Mike and Jess in revenge for their betrayal. This kid witnessed an anger that Emily hasn't truly felt in a long time.

And now this kid is here to do some sewing.

Kiiind of awkward, but whatever.]

Considering the only stitching I know how to do is for mending things, I'm not sure I'll have a leg to stand on to judge you. [She nods to the collection of needles, thread, and scissore on the table, all of them within reach of the bolt of fabric. The yardstick is closer to Emily, who has been attempting to sketch out patterns for a while now with moderate success.] Help yourself.

[whichend]

[ Arya doesn't hold the murders against Emily. If anything, she respects the other girl. She knows Emily understands the need for revenge. The thirst.

It's why Arya doesn't trust her. She nods cooly at the fabric. ]

I was never good at it. But I wish to be useful.

[ Arya beings to thread a needle. She handles the sharp object well, that's for sure. ]

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[Fair enough. No one who isn't in Emily 's small circle should trust her, really. It takes too long to earn her too valuable trust and loyalty.]

Nobody will be able to tell. [Well, Emily will, but she won't fuss over it. There's only so much they can do here without machines.

It's obvious she's comfortable doing this,m. Emily envies that, but rather than be angry about it, she decides to learn fast and be at least as good.]

Who taught you how to sew?

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[ Arya pretends like she didn't hear Emily's question for as long as possibly. She does start sewing with more vigor, though, as if she's attacking the fabric. She doesn't want to tell this stranger about Winterfell. Neither of them have that right. ]

Someone from home.

[ She says at last, shortly. She doesn't even look at Emily when she speaks. ]

Where did you learn?

[ Best to get the conversation away from herself. ]

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[Look, Emily may act extremely self-centered, but you can't be top of the heap if you don't know what's going on around you, if you're not aware of how other people are or may be feeling. Arya's little act doesn't go unnoticed, but Emily doesn't comment on it. She is well-versed in the arts of talking around things and not giving a shit. If she and Arya were close, then Emily might pry, but as it stands, there's no point. Not being in the mood to get stabbed, Emily just shrugs off the short response and moves on as if nothing were wrong.]

My mom taught me how to mend things. All the rest, the theory and stuff, I learned from magazines and books and TV shows. You have to talk the talk if you want to work in any industry.

[Does Arya even come from a place with a fashion industry, though.]

I'm going to just guess that this isn't really a career option for most people back where you're from.

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[ The theory? The industry? Arya frowns at her fabric. Perhaps she's not cut out for this. ]

I don't think so. Ladies sew all the time, but I did not know you had to learn so much about it to do it in your world. In mine, it's just considered a gentle, ladylike activity. [ Arya grimaces. Disgusting. ]

But what's a magazine? Or a tee-vee? [ That's more interesting than sewing. ]

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[Gender roles. Emily wrinkles her nose.]

Most big-name designers I know of are men. You can, like, sew for yourself without knowing so much, but to do it as your job, you have to know a lot.

[Oh boy. Arya is from one of those old school as fuck worlds.]

A magazine is like a book, but the paper is shiny and everything is in color, and the covers are soft. TV is television. Mostly now they're flat screens, like our phones but way bigger. Actually, they're a lot like the videos we can post on the network, but they're usually telling a story or like, talking about shit that happened or will happen.

[That last part is admittedly a lot like the network, but still.]

Do they have theaters where you're from?